there’s another world down there, in the deep blue. it’s a graceful world of gliding and twirling. it’s a world of motion, slow drifting with darts of speed. it’s a fluid world.

to blend into this world you must imitate the motions of the creatures who inhabit it. flippers add length to ungainly limbs turning legs into fins. i spiral and flip and dance through the blue and imagine that i am as elegant as the angelfish.